Just by what can be seen with the naked eye, the claw holds merely a shattered sword blade, only a foot and two inches long.

The sword's light flows like water, its chill piercing, with intricate and overlapping blade patterns.

A sword worthy of praise.

Yet, in the spiritual perception of the Chosen One, it's no longer a mere physical outline but a violent torrent unleashed from within!

Like a volcanic eruption, a calamity revealed.

Pure crimson intertwined with void-darkness, transforming into an endlessly expanding vortex.

At the moment of drawing the blade, it sends chills down the spine of all witnesses, leaving them dizzy and fear-stricken, as if life and soul were about to be devoured by the vortex...

Evil among evils, fierce among the fierce!

This is the Xiang Sword Ninth Form - Pan Ying!

In the Nine Types of Sword's legacy, it is both the simplest and most difficult to learn, the highest and lowest to forge successfully, and also the most perilous legacy that has killed the most craftsmen.

Compared to other prototypes, crafting the Pan Ying sword fetus is exceedingly simple, merely a matter of piling materials, with low technical complexity and difficulty.

Although possessing a sequence chain of seven blessings that spans Ascension, White Deer, and Great Group systems, one can begin with just one and gradually temper and add the rest as progress continues.

The entire forging process can be completed in as little as three days, with subsequent edge tampering gradually accomplished.

Hmm, it's just that, many researchers often do not live long enough to master it fully, nor last until its complete finishing day.

Before that, typically, nine and a half out of ten die, and the remaining half may never see the day they walk out of the ICU alive...

Just like the shattered sword in Xiao Niuma's hand at this moment.

Merely a semi-finished product of sword fertility, without having experienced tempering and edge refining, the Pan Ying's form can't be called a weapon... It's really just a mobile source of Mutated radiation!

As long as it exists, it continuously releases a vortex, ravaging all life and spiritual essence, and insatiably devouring everything.

Moreover, it's indiscriminate between friend and foe!

The way of honing and nurturing is equally straightforward, akin to most fierce weapons—sacrifice! Sacrifice! Sacrifice! Sacrifice!

I'll damn sacrifice till it explodes!

Kill enough and you grow strong, sacrifice more and become fiercer!

When forged it's merely one foot one inch, still far from the three-foot Perfect realm. Each time a spirit is sacrificed, it needs retempering and reforging, growing by an inch, akin to a fierce beast's rebirth.

Each inch forged, it becomes thrice as evil, thrice as wicked!

To reach the Perfect realm, nineteen retemperings are needed.

The further you go, the easier it is to lose control and blow up, taking both swordsmith and user to Heaven and Earth's Same Life.

With each additional tempering, fierceness surges further, demanding more control power from the creator and user... even if it starts easy like a spring outing, at the end, even the lowest initial will inflate to an astronomical number of despair.

If abandoned, all previous efforts are wasted, calling for a decisive sacrifice.

If not abandoned, it's like walking a tightrope betting on life.

And finally, often, no good outcome awaits.

The chapter "Sword Speach" records the peril and numerous failure cases of this in extensive detail, drenched in blood and tears, with words full of dissuasion.

Calling it [utterly fierce, utterly violent, utterly evil, utterly vicious].

If the subsequent tempering and creativity can suppress all evil and ferocity, bringing it back to righteousness, then the Pan Ying shedding fierceness could be called the 'Saintly Evil', truly reaching the Heavenly Craft Realm, a kingly vessel.

It's just that...

In Ji Jue's view, perhaps there's no need for that?

Anyway, swords are meant for cutting, a weapon's birth destined for casualties, why fret over every detail?

No matter how great the danger, how fierce the consequence, how terrible the backlash...

Just don't use it on yourself, right?

What do you say, Xiao Niuma?

——Roar!!!

At that moment, behind Ji Jue, the gigantic steel beast bellowed loudly, its usual sharp screech now blended with the wails and screams of thousands, surrounded by rising blood light.

Even the billowing exhaust turning into thick red, like blood-colored beacon smoke, surged skyward!

In an instant, it charged forward.

Several meters of steel body stood upright, treading with reverse joint-like beastly legs, sending mud flying everywhere.

Its long tail swinging, chainsaw-like structure spinning crazily.

On its spread four arms, one holds a giant axe, another a hammer, one equipped with Power Armor's special close combat Armor-Piercing Anchor Cannon, and the last hand, under the nourishment of Dragon Blood, shook with the Pan Ying, its remnant edge's blood color soaring, like a giant scarlet sword, swinging freely.

Fearless of shock and slash, unaffected by control and suppression of gravity, not even deceived by illusion, the life and spiritual essence the Pan Ying craves will guide its path.

Rampage and slaughter!

Heaven's thunder oscillated, light surged, descending from the sky, turning into a flood, swallowed Xiao Niuma in an instant, but amidst the dissipating fierce light, the creature shrouded in blood light was still frenzied, only that traces of dissolution appeared on the outer armor plates.

Even the Entropy System Chosen One didn't have time to remain stunned, as the steel beast face was already within reach.

The blood-flowing great sword screeched, slashing down!

From the top of the head to the hips, evenly divided into halves, even before the corpse hit the ground, all blood and spirit essence were lost, turned into a shriveled remnant.

On the sword blade, the blood light grew more intense!

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